This poem was born out of a discussion over drinks with some pals, we were discussing the changes in television programming and how little there was of interest to watch on the old haunted fish tank! Someone mentioned seeing a documentary about body hair where much attention was directed at pubic region of the body. It seems that some people are very obsessive about the subject As we all chatted there were some surreal pictures painted about the subject which, some days later, compelled me to put some of my guests ideas into this offering. I dedicate this to Julie, Trena, Russ and Johnny, at least they had a good laugh .....
It can be shocking, the things you view when switching on the old Tv,
There's gardening, sport and drama there for all to see.
With fashion tips and makeovers and various things cosmetic
Most subjects are revealed from the usual to esoteric!
But switching on the other day made me stop and stare
For peering right back at me was springy pubic hair.
The topic of the show was about female thoughts and whims
Covering the subject (excuse the pun) of bald or hairy quims.
This subject was new to me; I really had no notion
Of the choice between the wax, razor blade or pungent potion.
It seems the women of the world really do appear to care,
As they ponder on the choices, leave it hairy or strip it bare!
Whilst it seems that man's chin needs a frequent trim
One questions can the same apply, to a womans quim?
Imagine being very brave, not the least bit chary
And letting loose those follicles, leaving pussy thick and hairy?
This statement's made in isolation, creating thoughts of insulation
As it conjures up the weirdest thought; one you may find find scarey
Girls parading in woollen knickers, just like the Rastafari!
Picture trendy double knit knicks looking like colourful hats
Covering those gorgeous, sexy but sweaty twats ...
Twat is such a horrid word, with no promise of sunny climes
But as you will appreciate, it's one that clearly rhymes.
Here's a further surreal suggestion for one and all to ponder,
Imagine hair extensions complete with beads, as worn by Stevie Wonder
My musings are disrupted by the thought of a hairy gorgon
Trying hard to do her thing on Little Stevie's organ.
This topic is a varied one; my ideas are becoming lax,
Would I prefer the razor to the slapping on of wax?
Bald or hairy I have learnt in the process of geting older,
Matters not to man nor beast, but to the eye of the beholder.
So I remain confused, mixed up, monitoring the subject from every angle,
As I ponder about the G spot, sex and love as I picture that erotic triangle.
The subject is a quirky one but I hope you will agree,
That bald or hairy quims are always a lovely sight to see!
Copyright; JOHN LOWERY
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